By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work
Ian and I are on our way to Ashland, Oregon, to enjoy the Oregon Shakespeare Festival. We’re spending the night in Salem (which we suddenly remembered was the capital of Oregon when we got here), where there’s apparently a Jehovah’s Witnesses convention. That explains why all the hotels are full up. We found a room at the Comfort Inn for more than we intended to pay, but we’re happy to have a place to stay.
Tomorrow: Ashland, Hamlet at 2:00 and Henry the VIII at 7:30 or so.